People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

It was a small team of nearly twenty people. The torches in their hands dispelled the darkness like sparks. Leading the team were five Cuckoo Knights riding war horses, each holding a spear in his hand, and following behind them was a group of Cuckoo soldiers holding swords.

Under their gaze, the team finally stopped in front of the bandits' tent, and the knights dismounted and started chatting enthusiastically with the bandits in the camp.

They seemed to be making some kind of deal. The leading Cuckoo Knight waved his hand, and the other soldiers seemed to unload something from their horses and handed it to the bandits.

After that, this group of guys went into the tent, and the remaining soldiers and bandits were responsible for guarding and patrolling.

Now, there were more than ten bandits originally, and with the addition of the Cuckoo Knights' team, it was directly promoted to a force of nearly 40 people.

4V40, this ratio is quite bad.

"Get ready, we need a quick victory!"

Even so, Blaze still issued combat orders, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

Brother Wolf had a hunch that the things these Cuckoo Knights handed over to the bandits must not be ordinary supplies, otherwise they would not have been transported on war horses.

"I will open the gap for the patrolling guards outside the tent, and Darriwell and I will be responsible for killing the knights inside."

"Letina, open areas like plains are your forte, so you'll be the one harassing the enemy. Finally, Reinhardt, you'll be responsible for taking out those who try to escape. Don't let them tip off the other Cuckoo Knights!"

Everyone nodded to show that they understood.

As expected of Wolf Brother who grew up in the royal family of Kalia, he decided on the best tactical arrangement in just a moment.

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51. Who drives the dead?

At night, the moon is dim and the stars are sparse, and strong winds blow across the earth.

As the roars came from afar, the bandits and cuckoo soldiers in the camp gathered around the flickering campfire, drinking and boasting about their glorious deeds.

They talked about which village they had plundered in the past few days, and which girl had a beautiful figure, with an expression of lingering aftertaste, mixed with vulgar laughter.

Calling these filthy people scum is a complete insult to the word. They are not worthy of being human beings at all.

"Ouch——"

As the wolf howls came from the top of the mountain, the cuckoo soldiers shuddered suddenly and hurriedly picked up their weapons to be on guard all around, but this made the bandits who were sitting together drinking laugh.

"Hahahaha, man, you're really too nervous... Don't worry, we're in a place like this in the wilderness, where wolves often roam. These beasts will retreat on their own when they see the fire."

"Ha, maybe I'm too sensitive. I thought it was 'half-wolf' Blaze." The Cuckoo Soldier rubbed his temples and nose bridge to try to relieve the pressure.

"How is it possible? How could such a big shot come to such a poor place in the middle of nowhere? You're overthinking it, man. Come on, have a drink!"

The cuckoo soldier nodded and thought it made sense, so he put down the sword in his hand, sat back in his original position, picked up the wine barrel, clinked it with the other party's, and then drank it down in one gulp.

It seems that only this way can I relieve my inner anxiety.

After all, the things they delivered this time were stolen from the Magic Academy, and I heard from the Cuckoo Knight above that they were planning to do something big.

If I wasn't short of money and preparing to go home to get married, I would never have followed those cuckoo riders to do such a thing.

"But seriously, man, what on earth do the boss and the others want to do?"

"Who knows? It's none of our business to take care of the boss. We just need to divide the money... burp~" The drunken bandit picked up the wine barrel again and said, "Come on, it's still early, let's continue..."

Before he could finish, a shadow suddenly enveloped them.

I subconsciously raised my head and saw a backlit figure falling from the sky, with a cold air wrapped around the sharp sword in his hand.

Before they could react, the figure had already plunged the sword into the campfire between them, and the scattered sparks flew like fluorescent light, making crackling sounds.

Wolf attack!

The moment he drew his sword, the ground exploded, and ice mist gushed out from the cracks, eroding the earth. In an instant, the two people who were still drinking and dazed were frozen into ice sculptures. Then Blaze swung the giant sword in his hand backhand.

click-

The two frozen figures were smashed to pieces by the heavy sword, and their fragments scattered all over the ground.

"[Half-Wolf] Blaze? It's an enemy attack! An enemy attack!"

The shouts came from nowhere, and the camp suddenly became chaotic. The drunk soldiers and bandits woke up one after another, picked up their weapons and prepared to gather together to deal with the enemy.

But before they could gather together, many people were killed by arrows shot from outside the camp.

On the plain outside, Letina was riding on Robert and fighting a guerrilla war, with the bow and arrow in her hand never stopping.

Draw the bow, aim, and shoot.

Every time this action is repeated, one person will fall down.

"Be careful, watch out for that Platinum Son woman outside!"

As soon as someone shouted like this, he was cut in half by a sharp blade in the next second, and hot blood immediately spilled onto the ground.

"What?! Where did the enemy attack come from?!"

A Cuckoo Knight who was resting in the tent heard the shouting and ran out quickly, but as soon as he opened the curtain, he saw a figure flashing in the crowd and rushing towards him.

Before he could react, Darriwell had already reached the opponent with the gait of a hound.

Hound sword skills!

He swung the large curved sword behind him, leaving a flash of blade light in the air. With a swish, the Cuckoo Knight's arm was cut off from under his armpit. However, Darriwell did not immediately swing the sword a second time. Instead, he used the strength of his waist and abdomen to retreat several meters.

He stomped his right foot on the ground, stirring up some dirt, and his entire body disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he had already rushed into the arms of the Cuckoo Knight.

hiss-

The knife flashed, and fear still remained on the face of the Cuckoo Knight, and then a scarlet line of blood emerged from the center of his face.

It was not until he died that he realized that the guy in front of him was the Hound Knight.

An expression of unwillingness froze on his face, but his body had been split in two from the center.

"Wow~ That's amazing."

Reinhardt, who was wandering outside the camp, saw Darville showing his prowess inside and whistled in admiration.

The hound step is indeed a BUG-level standing technique. At the moment of activation, all the strength is concentrated in the legs and exerted suddenly, making one's figure disappear instantly. The continuous stepping is like teleportation, and the distance that can be used is extremely long.

For a hound knight who doesn't use his eyes to track his prey, this is simply a magical skill among magical skills.

No matter where the enemy runs, they cannot escape their pursuit.

But at this moment, something strange suddenly happened in the attacked camp.

Countless pale figures crawled out from the ground, like evil skeletons crawling out of graves, holding blades and attacking Blaze and Darriwell.

Brother Wolf retreated repeatedly before he escaped their attack.

"These guys are what the Ancestral People call the Lost Dead... But where is the spellcaster?"

Blaze's sharp eyes penetrated the layers of lost dead surrounding him, but unfortunately he didn't find anyone casting a spell.

Instead, the number of these lost dead people increased, and they were summoned together with the people they had just killed.

Blaze made a mistake. He originally thought that the other party could only summon three or two lost dead, but he didn't expect there would be so many, and he couldn't find the caster at all.

Darriwell, on the other hand, waved the hound's fangs in his hand, trying to kill the group of lost dead, but every time he attacked, his attack would pass through the bodies of the dead, just like ghosts, without any entity.

"Hahahaha, give up, give up. Your attacks will be ineffective. They are already dead. Your attacks will have no effect at all!"

Behind this group of dead bodies, a burst of defiant laughter came.

Immediately afterwards, the curtain of the largest tent in the middle was lifted, and three Cuckoo Knights holding spears walked out.

Seeing Blaze, who was under siege and in such a state of distress, the leading knight couldn't help but jokingly said, "Look, isn't this the famous 'half-wolf' Blaze? Why did you come out to this desolate wilderness instead of playing house with your little princess in the castle?"

"Want to play with us?"

"That's not impossible. Just give your little princess to me and make your knights happy. Maybe they'll be kind enough to play with you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other knights and bandits burst into laughter.

He has absolutely no sense of knightly honor, and doesn't take Blaze and [Moon Princess] Lani seriously at all.

"Damn cuckoo..."

Blaze gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear these bastards into pieces right there and then.

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52. Look, a wild bandit was found (Part )

"Damn cuckoo..."

Blaze gritted his teeth, his eyes gleamed fiercely, veins bulged beneath his fur, and the hand gripping the hilt of his sword creaked.

Anger almost burned through the string of his reason.

No one is allowed to insult Lani, no matter who it is.

Lani was his lifelong master. He had already made a vow in his heart when he received the fur cloak sewn by her, and Lani was his faith.

His sword was wielded only for Lani.

"Hahahaha, look, that bastard Blaze is angry, ahahahahaha..."

One of the Cuckoo Knights also taunted.

But the next second, a figure flashed by.

Swah——

The knight suddenly felt dizzy, and seemed to see a headless ice sculpture.

"That... seems to be my body?"

As soon as this thought came to mind, a chilling chill ran through my brain, as if even my soul was frozen.

"Kill him!"

The other Cuckoo Knight reacted immediately, holding his shield in front of him and instinctively raised his spear to stab forward.

Swah——

Blaze dodged to the side, but the sharp tip of the gun still grazed his cheek, leaving a trace of blood.

They thought that this would make Blaze give up, but they didn't expect that Blaze had almost lost his judgment at this moment, and the pain would only arouse stronger anger in his heart.

Who can withstand the wrath of the shadow beast?

At the moment the lost dead swung their blades, Blaze's greatsword suddenly turned, changing from a horizontal slash to a thrust. With a thud, it pierced through the shield, freezing the Cuckoo Knight behind him in just a few seconds, frozen by the cold magic wrapped around the blade.

However, when the knight saw Blaze so furious and wanted to make a series of stabs in panic to use it as a cover for retreat, Blaze suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

Looking through the gap above the shield, the Cuckoo Knight met the pair of eyes that were already overflowing with anger. He suddenly froze in place, a heavy shadow of fear lingering in his heart, and the strong feeling of oppression made him unable to make any movement.

He could only watch as Blaze opened his bloody mouth and bit towards him.

click-

The sound of muscles and bones tearing was heard, and a head covered in blood flew up and danced for two and a half weeks before falling on the soft ground, bounced a few times, and rolled to the side.

The fear before death remained in his eyes, which had not yet closed.

"Ouch——"

As if his revenge had been fulfilled, Blaze dropped the headless corpse in his hand and howled wildly.

This scene shocked the other bandits, even Letina who was riding on Robert was stunned. It was the first time she saw Lord Blaze have such a terrifying side.

However, the lost dead around did not disperse because of the death of several Cuckoo Knights. It was obvious that these Cuckoo bastards were not the casters, but someone else.

Who is it?

But the current situation did not allow him to think too much, as the group of lost dead holding sharp blades had slowly surrounded him.

"Letina! Get rid of the remaining guys!"

The moment the sword was swung down, he gave orders to Letina outside and jumped high.

Immediately afterwards, several arrows shot in from the gaps in the wooden stake wall, piercing through the remaining bandits one after another, and they fell down like harvested wheat.

Although Letina's archery skills are fast and accurate, in fact, the platinum bow in her hand is almost sparking and producing phantoms.

At the same time, Blaze tried to rely on this leap of faith to break out of the encirclement of the lost dead, but unfortunately, there were too many dead, almost filling the entire camp, stacked up like a shield wall, and they all raised their blades at him.